"I Stay Fresh" lyrics
I stay fresh
I wear Dior from my feet to my neck
Don't wear forces more than once
I'm 'bout a check
At Katana's 'bout to eat
Don't know what's next
Ate my food
I'm 'bout to leave
Aye bring the check
Don't record without me knowin'
Have respect
Don't ask questions 'bout where we goin'
Just sit back
Try my best to keep going
And feel on track
Told myself I shouldn't blow it
But I blew it
I'm in Saks
All the bitches I fuck is top of the line
After I fuck it's rap
That nigga skinny as shit
Is he fuckin with lines
My guess it probably was crack
Countin' the money inside of the Cat
I'm tellin' Drizzle this shit was for Vernon
When we get to Philly
I gotta' go back
Niggas stopped fuckin with me
And ended up telling these niggas I turned my back
50k what I ran through in a month
Lil nigga
That ain't no cap
I'm grabbin' all color of Diors
If they got my size
Man I'mma' snatch
I had to Union all my Jordan 4's
I got the tan ones and the black
They pullin' us over
Had nowhere to tuck it
We had handguns in our lap
Kur ain't worried bout no niggas
I'mma throwed nigga
That's a fact
30,000 in the MAC
Young and grimy with the tatts
A year or two I'll have a plaque
A year or two I'll neva', eva', eva', eva', eva' look back
Takin' shit to the max
Takin' pics
See the swag
Take a risk
Get a bag
Make a hit so it last
She'll let you hit for a bag
I'm comin' quick with the
I stay fresh
I wear Dior from my feet to my neck
Don't wear forces more than once
I'm 'bout a check
At Katana's 'bout to eat
Don't know what's next
Ate my food
I'm 'bout to leave
Aye bring the check
Don't record without me knowin'
Have respect
Don't ask questions 'bout where we goin'
Just sit back
I wear Dior from my feet to my neck
Don't wear forces more than once
I'm 'bout a check
At Katana's 'bout to eat
Don't know what's next
Ate my food
I'm 'bout to leave
Aye bring the check
Don't record without me knowin'
Have respect
Don't ask questions 'bout where we goin'
Just sit back
Try my best to keep going
And feel on track
Told myself I shouldn't blow it
But I blew it
I'm in Saks
All the bitches I fuck is top of the line
After I fuck it's rap
That nigga skinny as shit
Is he fuckin with lines
My guess it probably was crack
Countin' the money inside of the Cat
I'm tellin' Drizzle this shit was for Vernon
When we get to Philly
I gotta' go back
Niggas stopped fuckin with me
And ended up telling these niggas I turned my back
50k what I ran through in a month
Lil nigga
That ain't no cap
I'm grabbin' all color of Diors
If they got my size
Man I'mma' snatch
I had to Union all my Jordan 4's
I got the tan ones and the black
They pullin' us over
Had nowhere to tuck it
We had handguns in our lap
Kur ain't worried bout no niggas
I'mma throwed nigga
That's a fact
30,000 in the MAC
Young and grimy with the tatts
A year or two I'll have a plaque
A year or two I'll neva', eva', eva', eva', eva' look back
Takin' shit to the max
Takin' pics
See the swag
Take a risk
Get a bag
Make a hit so it last
She'll let you hit for a bag
I'm comin' quick with the
I stay fresh
I wear Dior from my feet to my neck
Don't wear forces more than once
I'm 'bout a check
At Katana's 'bout to eat
Don't know what's next
Ate my food
I'm 'bout to leave
Aye bring the check
Don't record without me knowin'
Have respect
Don't ask questions 'bout where we goin'
Just sit back
